The color on the rooster has dissipated

My family has an old wooden cabinet with a palm painted arc cock on the door.
This is a painting printed on the palm of my hand when I was in third grade. The painting is a big cock, but it is my baby because it has been with me for more than 20 years.
The color on the rooster has dissipated, leaving a fringe pattern.
Today I, and then my hand printed on it, we can find that when the small palm has grown up.
This is a sign that I used to measure my growing up, and the old wall of the demolished house was also marked with several horizontal lines, each of which was 160, 165, 168, 170, One seven five, hee! Can you guess what the marks are from?
This is a measure of the growth and change in height of each of my periods. Unfortunately, I reached 168, 17 and 175, just my dream and naive ideals.
Saying that the rooster on the door, it is soulless, and in my primary school, mother raised two big hens, and a big cock, they are the soul, why say it, have to look at them Story.
Two are chicken, brown markings, it will lay eggs, and under the double yellow egg, so, my mother is not willing to eat it.
More can be seen that it has spirituality, whenever the father back to work, two hens will rushed toward the father, as if the father is the chicken's father.
Even more humorous is that when my house was a bungalow, the chicken would go up the stairs and leap downstairs from the roof. It was really spiritual.
From here I can see that one can not fly wings, but there is a courage and confidence to dare to try flying.
So, it gave me a lot of inspiration and encouragement, I promised to learn the same as the two hens, confident, brave, arrogant.
It will always leave me one day and turn the spirit of daring to play to the mighty rooster that strives for the rooster.
Hens and roosters, roosters will be tweeted, hen is restrained, the cock was stolen unknown people, but the hen survived, is not this edge?
Think of here, I bent over again, with a large palm to print on the palm of your hand, as if to give me spiritual inspiration, I feel a heat gushing,
There was a flash of light, this moment, "Cuckoo!" Three crows crowing out the door, I thought it was back to earth, come to see me, I rushed out, but did not see the figure of a chicken, It's amazing, I believe, it came to see me.
In this way, I have lived a few years, but whenever I think of chicken, I think of the terrain of the rooster in our motherland. How great it is!
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